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[accendium.livejournal.com]

I'm not interested in either.

[There's a hooded figure coming out from out the door, a scarf hiding the bottom half of his mouth, though the tufts of blonde hair poking out a bit from underneath the hood should give people an idea to who this might be. He seems to be talking to someone over his back, though when he doesn't get an answer he turns around. Only to find a door.

... although he's confused, he doesn't show it, and just merely walks along quietly, trying to figure out where he is.]

[ooc: superhero au. more info on profile.]

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[sundering-stone.livejournal.com]

Either?

[blindfoldingly.livejournal.com]

Well, there's a Riku passing by in normal clothes and sunglasses, and he has yet to sense any familiar powers.]

[accendium.livejournal.com]

Offer.

[Turns to look at him. Well, there's a familiar face. Gives a nod of recognition.]

[sundering-stone.livejournal.com]

Hmm.

[That's... probably intended as an 'I see'. Probably.

nom nom bracket :B

[accendium.livejournal.com]

[Well this certainly doesn't look like nighttime or where he was before. Maybe he should just revert back to his other form. Makes a quick detour behind a pillar and shnk. Normal Roxas looking confused here.]

[accendium.livejournal.com]

What's going on?

[This. Isn't the place he was before. Excuse him.]

[justbusking.livejournal.com]

Look out!

[doooon't mind Dyme just. chasing after a gigantic ball of some sort. that happens to be heading Roxas' way.]

[sundering-stone.livejournal.com]

I don't know for sure.

[It'll take more than a grumpy Roxas to bother him.]

[accendium.livejournal.com]

[Giant WHAT-- Manages to dodge roll out of the way, staring a bit.]

[accendium.livejournal.com]

[His alter ego is less grumpy, really.]

You're... Chasm, wasn't it?

[Too many superheroes/villains to track guh how many of them are there.]

[justbusking.livejournal.com]

Sorry'boutthat!

[keeps chasing the ball, eventually giving up and getting it to stop with a wall of water.]

[sundering-stone.livejournal.com]

Yes. Sometimes.

[Now would not exactly be one of them, given the distinctly normal-looking clothes he has on.]

[accendium.livejournal.com]

What is that--?

[Yeah, dropping a bit of the grumpiness here. Nocturne is easy to get along with anyway.]

[accendium.livejournal.com]

[Lowers his mouth guard then. Well, no matter.]

Okay, an explanation would be nice.

[sundering-stone.livejournal.com]

It's called the Dressing Room. A sort of bizarre crossroads.

[justbusking.livejournal.com]

[well, the ball is stopped, at least. Dyme will just be here resting his hands on his knees and trying to catch his breath.]

ghhh. why so eating my bracket.

[blindfoldingly.livejournal.com]

[Oh, hey, confused looking Roxas. Must be a newcomer, right?]

Lost?

[crownedhero.livejournal.com]

[Sora's just going to stand over here, blinking stupidly from behind his slice of pizza.]

[accendium.livejournal.com]

[He'll be going over to inspect it now. Yes, it's a ball.]

What's...with the ball?

Cause they taste delicious.

[accendium.livejournal.com]

Kinda. I'm late for my shift so can you tell me how to get to the nearest bus station?

[It's as convincing as it's gonna get. He's used to this.]

[accendium.livejournal.com]

[Blinks right back.]

[blindfoldingly.livejournal.com]

Sorry, no bus stations here. You're in a crossroads.

[accendium.livejournal.com]

A crossroads?

[Nothing so complex like that exists on Earth.]

[accendium.livejournal.com]

Cross what?

[Looks confused.]

[blindfoldingly.livejournal.com]

Crossroads. Between dimensions, or so they say. And there's no exit as of yet.